Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

A voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Little rabbit, what are you doing?"

"Build a snowman, don't you see?"

Feng Ling didn't turn back his cigarette butt, still patting around the snowman.

"Make a snowman??"

Gong Yanmo finally turned to face her, and looked at the guy who had just been fitted with a nose and eyes with a slightly critical look. [

He commented very bluntly: "It's so ugly! What's the use of piling up this thing? What's the use?"

Feng Lingyan glared at him angrily: "The purpose of stacking these things is for fun. Children like to stack them. Didn't you stack them when you were young?"

Gong Yanmo froze, looked at the snowman, his eyes shrank slightly...

Feng Lingyan didn't pay attention to his expression.

Her 'project' was finally completed, she took a step back, and said with a smile: "Snowmen are like this. Don't you think it looks cute like this?"

The snowman's bald head, eyes made of two small black briquettes, a carrot nose, round body...

Gong Yanmo took a few serious glances.

I really don't see how cute this snowman is?

Looking sideways at Feng Lingyan, she saw her small face, which was already red from the cold, like an apple.

Her eyes were shining like stars, and two dimples loomed beside her cheeks...

With a heart move, he smiled and said, "It's very cute."

Feng Lingyan raised his eyebrows proudly.

The snowman she made is of course cute. When I was in the orphanage, she was the fastest and the best among the children in the orphanage——

Thinking of the past days, Feng Lingyan's hands slowed down.

Alas, she has been time-traveling for more than two months, I don't know if she can time-travel back in this life...

"boom!"

The snowman she had just built suddenly scattered away.